As We March Beneath His Banner

There is mu­sic in the stream­let

Flowing ’neath the azure sky;

Every bird pro­claims a car­ol

To the God who rules on high;

Every flow­er im­parts a mes­sage

To the bless­èd Lord of all

Who to­day is kind­ly watch­ing

Over na­tions great and small.

As we march be­neath His ban­ner

Pointing to the realms ab­ove

Let us ask Him to go with us

And to fill our hearts with love.

There is beauty in the sun­shine

That provides the world with light;

Every leaf re­news its bright­ness

When re­freshed with dew of night;

Every cloud re­news its grand­eur

E’en when stor­my bil­lows roll;

But the beau­ty Je­sus lov­eth

Is the beau­ty of the soul.

Praises and eter­nal glo­ry

To our heav’n­ly king be­long;

Of His good­ness and His mer­cy

Let us tell in joy­ful song;

We may drop a word of kind­ness

That may quell the com­ing foe;

Let us la­bor for the Mas­ter

While we tar­ry here be­low.